Double Makoto (2): The Clone's Dilemma
Embarrassed, I fell silent at Natsume Iroha's question.
To me, who had Sorasaki Hina as my favorite character, Natsume Iroha was a bewitching girl.
“Eh? ...... Hmm~ This Makoto-senpai is strange. Why are you getting embarrassed?”
Natsume Iroha, who was examining my face, cackled mischievously.
“Cute. The usual Makoto-senpai would never show this face. Senpai can make this expression too, you know. What a surprise, huh?”
Natsume Iroha was enjoying my reaction as if she had discovered something new and fun.
She had the vibe of a 'tempting profile line' like the naming of the connection story attached to her.
By the way, 'profile line' means 'miss' in German.
“Waaah......”
I was mesmerized by Natsume Iroha's pheromones, in a daze.
I couldn't resist her silky-smooth hair.
“What are you doing, another me!”
Hanuma Makoto roared and pulled Iroha away.
Aah. The silky hair moved away from me. My mind snapped back.
“If it makes me embarrassed too, manage your expression as the leader of the Pandemonium Society!”
Then Hanuma Makoto immediately straightened my sagging morale.
She kneaded my cheeks like soft clay, molding a firm expression.
“Tsk. It was such a fun part. I could have trained you.”
Natsume Iroha clicked her tongue in displeasure at being deprived of new fun.
“Hmph. Don't seduce another me without my permission, Iroha. If that guy starts calling you mom, it'll be troublesome.”
“You told me to stop acting like this senpai, right?”
“That's this, and this is that. In other words, you're a nanny-!”
Hanuma Makoto declared triumphantly to Iroha.
Natsume Iroha frowned at being suddenly treated as a nanny.
“Then is mom Makoto-senpai?”
“Kukuk. Spot on. Since I inherited my traits, it's only natural. You can call me godmother, or grandma!”
Hanuma Makoto boldly claimed parental rights over me.
“In another me, the great leader's genes are deeply imprinted. Like this Hanuma Makoto!”
Hanuma Makoto clenched her fist and declared her grand ambition.
“The other me will be trained as the historical leader of the Pandemonium Society through excellent imperial studies. That is my final goal. Kiki kiki kit-! Perfect! An extremely successful leader training plan.”
While Hanuma Makoto burned with enthusiasm for her brilliant future,
“Haah.”
As Hanuma Makoto's long-winded speech continued, Natsume Iroha's expression crumbled in real time.
She looked like she was just waiting for the boring speech to end.
“Ech!”
It was my cough that broke the flow.
My body trembled. I felt my body temperature drop sharply.
“Um, Makoto-senpai. That, imperial studies? Something like that, please. Before training, basic care comes first.”
Natsume Iroha, checking my condition, spoke to Hanuma Makoto.
“This Makoto-senpai should put on clothes too. You'll catch a cold.”
Thanks to Iroha's consideration, I finally escaped from being naked.
“Kikit. Good thing there are spare clothes in the office. The size is perfect. As expected of another me.”
The clothes I was wearing were exactly the same as Hanuma Makoto's. After all, they were Makoto's clothes.
The only difference was,
“But I didn't have underwear on.”
As pointed out by Iroha, I wasn't wearing underwear.
I felt my face turn bright red for no reason.
“......Ugh.”
The miniskirt was extremely conscious. The exposure of my thighs was lewd.
What I could do was only tug at the hem of my skirt, expecting the elasticity of the skirt.
“So, Makoto-senpai.”
“What is it, Iroha?”
“What happened?”
After handling the urgent matter, Iroha finally brought up the topic to Hanuma Makoto.
The original root of this story.
Why did Hanuma Makoto split into original and replica?
“Kukuk. To explain this incident, I have no choice but to start with this Makoto's great appearance!”
And suddenly, Hanuma Makoto's self-praise began.
“Iroha, you know I'm a busy person.”
Busy. In other words, very busy.
“Under the name of the Pandemonium Society, countless businesses are all under my hands. From media industry to tourism, entertainment industry, etc.! There are too many to list.”
“Yes, yes, it's enviable. You're really busy.”
Iroha nodded along vaguely, letting Hanuma Makoto's words flow through.
“Every day, I devote myself to work. Suddenly, I came up with a clever strategy.”
Hanuma Makoto smiled as if she were a genius strategist.
This part was emphasizing the important part with her whole body.
“If this Makoto had a clone, the work efficiency would increase threefold!”
“......Threefold? Why threefold?”
Iroha looked suspicious, as if measuring power was off.
“Kkuk! It's the result of logical calculation. Since I'm three times stronger.”
“Ah, I see.”
Hanuma Makoto answered Iroha's question with the most logical nonsense.
Iroha, who had exceptional immunity to nonsense, passed it calmly.
“So I created this clone of Hanuma Makoto as planned!”
Hanuma Makoto proudly showed me to Iroha.
Like a sibling proudly showing off her precious younger sister.
“Makoto-senpai's plan succeeded? ......Impossible.”
But Iroha had a look of not accepting the sudden conclusion.
Hanuma Makoto's prior possibility doesn't exist.
Iroha was surprised by the case against the truth.
“Kikik. It was a light task. The prepared materials were 33L of water, 19.4kg of carbon, 3.9L of ammonia ...... and the remains of my statue that Sorasaki Hina broke earlier.”
Startled. When Hina was mentioned from Makoto's mouth, my body reacted reflexively.
Hina really exists. Relief and anxiety at the same time.
I am the replica of Hanuma Makoto, a character that Hina dislikes.
“As a result, I successfully brought my proud replica into Kivotos! Kiki kiki kit-!!!”
“Eh.”
Iroha stared at Makoto with a face that couldn't believe it.
She thought it would be more believable if Arius had provided a working airship (※no explosion) in the Pandemonium Society.
“Kukuk. It seems you can't even speak because of the shock, Iroha. The fact that the impossible for this Makoto is not possible has been proven in Kivotos once again.”
“Haah. I get it. Leaving aside the truth, how did you do it? It wouldn't be possible with just materials.”
“It was simple.”
In response to Iroha's interrogation, Hanuma Makoto proudly opened her mouth.
“This Makoto personally 'pulled that out'.”
The final weapon of Makoto, the 'that' from the main story of Blue Archive, popped out.
“So what is that?”
“'That' is 'that'. No need for further explanation.”
Hanuma Makoto's ambiguous answer only added to Iroha's questions.
Eventually, the middle process wasn't resolved.
Only the result 'me' remained.
“Whew. I understand Makoto-senpai's situation. Honestly, I don't know, but since I don't want to get involved, I'll pass.”
Iroha gave up on further interrogation.
“So, what are you going to do with this Makoto-senpai?”
“Kukuk. Well, it's decided. The other me's job is clear.”
Hanuma Makoto shrugged and opened her mouth.
“As the unofficial deputy chairman of the Pandemonium Society, I will handle the miscellaneous tasks of Gehenna Academy in place of you.”
Hanuma Makoto's declaration to make me handle the work.
Iroha's glare at Makoto was fierce.
“Hey, this Makoto-senpai. Are you starting a coup? No, a revolution, right.”
Iroha corrected it to a cool word: "coup" to "revolution".
“Nuooooot! What do you mean, Iroha! Don't spread weird ideologies to another me!”
Startled, Hanuma Makoto covered my ears with both hands.
I was desperately trying to prevent me from falling for Iroha's seduction.